The griffon's huge wings glided over the Carapace Island, and McGonagall, who sat on the griffin's back, played with the head in her hand, her delicate face still pitiful, and her delicate cherry mouth slightly open, as if she had not gone peacefully before she died.

Of course, this is not Charlene's head, otherwise McGonagall would not have been able to hold it so calmly in her hands.

This is the system modeled according to Sharin, and then according to the 1:1 scale 3D printed head, both in size and appearance, are very realistic, even the simulation degree of the skin has reached 9.50%, reach out and pinch, it will turn red.

"System, I have a bold idea." McGonagall looked at the head in her hand and said with a slightly strange expression, "I think you can change careers." ”

"As a professional kitchen system, this system is deeply involved in the food industry, why do you need to change careers?"

"Look at your technique, don't do it...... It's a shame to simulate a companion puppet, but it would be even better if you added a little more intelligence to be able to interact with each other in a simple way. McGonagall laughed.

"Is there a demand for the host? If needed, this system can reproduce a simulated puppet according to this ghost mother 1:1, and reproduce a character system, except for no real life, there is almost no difference in other aspects, free movement, and has very good flexibility. ”

"Heh, do I think I'm going to use something like this?" McGonagall smiled contemptuously.

"Judging by the host's performance after coming into this world, it is needed."

"I ......" McGonagall raised her eyebrows, although the nightlife was a little boring, but he was at least a person with a wife, but he didn't expect to be ridiculed by the system, and said indifferently: "Shut up, you single dog system." ”

The griffin flew towards the island of Nassi, circled high in the air, and after making sure that there was no one below, it immediately swooped down and landed on the beach in the northeast corner.

McGonagall jumped off the griffin's back, dug a hole in the sand with her small shovel and measured the depth with a tape measure according to the best tidal spot that the system had determined to wash the tide, before burying Charlene's head in it and recovering it with sand.

The tide came up and washed away the excess sand, and the beach looked like it was back to its original state.

"System, are you sure that this time tomorrow night, the tide will just be able to flush this head out?" McGonagall returned to the griffon's back, a little worried.

"Please rest assured that after the rigorous calculations of this system, starting at five o'clock tomorrow evening, this head will gradually emerge from the sand. In addition, the system has a catapult device inside the head, and if the situation changes, the host can also remotely eject it from the beach. ”

"That's good." McGonagall nodded, suddenly looked in the southwest direction with some vigilance, patted the griffon's back lightly, and said softly, "Ah Zi, leave close to the sea." ”

Ah Zi spread his wings, glided away in the northeast direction against the sea, almost merged with the dark water, and soon disappeared into the range of West Point Island.

Shortly after McGonagall left, an ugly flying mount landed in the middle of the West Cape Island, and Alfred jumped down, stepped on two large pits in the ground, held a huge axe in his hand, and looked to the left and right with some wariness, and when he saw that there was no one around, he relaxed slightly, and then walked around the island to make sure that it was no different from the day before yesterday when he left.

"What the hell is Simmons, what the hell is this guy!" Alfred growled, feeling a little irritated.

The destruction of the previous ceremony in the middle of the ceremony had already made him angry, but he didn't expect that even the stone statue was stolen, and Simmons was so arrogant that he had a fight with him, saying that he would take away all the power, which was beyond his power.

Originally, he was worried about whether this guy would come here early to set a trap, but now it seems that he didn't.

"Simmons, tomorrow night, this is your burial place, and I will be the strongest in the Devil's Islands, and even the strongest in the Nolan Continent." Alfred said coldly, also leaving on his mount.

To deal with Simmons, he didn't need any intrigue at all, he had already absorbed half of the power of the undead, he only needed to kill him with one punch.

……

"What? Don't pick up customers today?! I've never heard that a succubus can refuse to pick up a customer, if you refuse me, I'll kill you, a slut who doesn't even have a talisman, even if he dies, no one will care. ”

A drunken demon kicked open a wooden door, and then slapped the succubus fan standing at the door trying to block him from entering the door, reached out and grabbed her hair and threw her on the bed, while taking off his clothes, he sneered: "The lowly succubus is born to be the plaything of male demons, what qualifications do you have to refuse, you should thank me for my presence, I am comfortable to serve, and I will reward you with two copper coins, so that you can continue to live a humble life." ”

was slapped in the face, and the succubus's eyes were already high and swollen staring at the demon, pursing his mouth and saying nothing, but there was a trace of unwillingness and despair in his eyes.

"Silent? I don't like dead fish. The demon raised his hand and tried to slap her again.

"Poof."

A shiny tip of the knife stabbed out of his heart, and his movements stopped instantly, and he looked down in disbelief at the tip of the knife that came out of his heart.

"It is you self-righteous beasts who are despicable." A cold voice rang out from behind him.

But before he could turn around, the dagger had been drawn, and blood gushed out of his mouth, nose, and wounds, and the demon clutched his heart, collapsed to the ground, and twitched a few times in a pool of blood, completely out of breath.

"King of Meizu!" The succubus's eyes lit up.

"Grab something and come with me." Angela said as she looked at the succubus lying on the bed.

"Good...... Good! The succubus replied, quickly got up from the bed, lifted the cloth bag that had been placed aside, and did not forget to kick the demon when he went out.

The succubus' strike caused the dissatisfaction of many demons

On such a hot night, they desperately need a place to vent, but the succubus, who usually stands at the door to solicit guests, closes the door.

The demons didn't have much patience for this weak and unprotected race, so they started kicking the door and even took out their weapons to demolish the house.

A figure appeared in the alley with a short knife, a young succubus who was more beautiful than the succubus he had seen before, and the demons who were accumulating a hot voice and had nowhere to vent turned around, revealing a coveted look.

Angela looked at the demons and smiled contemptuously, blinked, and unleashed a seductive eye on them.

The blade flashed, slashing through the demons' throats and stabbing into their hearts, and in the blink of an eye, the demons of the entire alley were already washed in blood.

"Sisters, come with me!" Angela said as she looked at the succubi who came out of the room with their small bags, and walked in the direction of the port.

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